I undressed quickly as she lay still, and I watched her body rise and fall with each breath. I opened the drawer silently and put a bottle of lube onto the bedside table. I flipped open the cap, then crawled in next to her, running my hands over her shoulders, back, ass, and thighs.
“Did you like fucking Daddy’s friend?” I asked my mouth now against her ear.
“Yes,” she said.
“Did you like his big cock?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
My hand moved between her legs, and she was still so wet that she coated my fingers instantly. I pushed three of them inside her, opening her wide as she tried to hold still. I was uncertain for a moment, but the sight of her ass compelled me, and I pulled her closer, my cock now hard against her.
“Do you want to fuck him again?” I asked, my own mind wondering how much I wanted to hear the answer. Again she struggled, mumbling into her arm until I pushed my fingers further inside her, thrusting them in and out of her as her voice turned to moans.
“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry. I know it’s wrong, but I want it.”
As she talked, I turned her head so she was facing away from me and I pulled her ass up. I grabbed the lube off the table, coated my fingers, and kissed her on the head.
“Do you want him to fuck you right here?” I asked, making her wonder for just an instant what I meant. “Do you want him on Daddy’s bed?”
“Yes,” she moaned, lifting her ass up in the air. She opened her legs on her own as if she was looking for my hand again.
“Do you know what I’m going to do?” I asked, not letting her answer. “Right now, right here?” I pressed my fingers against her asshole, and she gasped in mixed horror and excitement. She moaned and squirmed as I pushed one finger into her, finding her impossibly tight. Fuck, this might be more difficult than I thought. I leaned over her, my weight against her body as I pushed the finger deeper inside her, and then I said it aloud.
“You’ve been terrible, do you know that? You’ve been a dirty little slut, and that means only one thing. Do you know what happens to sluts? Do you know what Daddy does with girls like you?”
She shook her head as I pushed into her, adding another finger covered thickly with lube.
“I’m going to fuck your ass, Babygirl. Daddy is going to fuck your ass so that no matter what happens, you remember that you’re mine. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned over and over again, finally holding still when I pulled my fingers out.
“Are you ready?” I asked her. “Are you ready for Daddy to fuck you here?” The head of my cock was against her, and there was no way it was going to fit.
“I don’t know,” she whimpered as I pressed harder, spreading her cheeks with my free hand as I held myself there. For a long while, it felt like she was holding her breath as I struggled to line her up beneath me. I pulled her hips off the bed, opened her thighs, and pushed again. Finally, I poured more lube onto my hand, coated my cock, and tried it one more time.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned when suddenly the head broke through, penetrating her for the first time. I didn’t move as I held her still, but it took all my strength not to simply fuck her hard.
“Breathe, Babygirl,” I whispered. “Just relax, and breathe.”
She took one deep breath, and I pushed in further, watching in amazement as my cock began to vanish inside her tiny body. Her moans grew deeper as I entered her, and her sobs mixed with cries of pleasure.
“Oh god, your ass is amazing. Babygirl, your ass is so tight.” When I looked down again I was all the way inside her, and we stayed there, unmoving for what felt like ages.
“Are you ready?” I finally asked her, my hands moving to her hips.
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned.
“Do you want it?” I asked, needing to hear her say it as much as it turned me on.
“Yes, Daddy. Please do it.”
“Do what?” I asked, sliding slowly out of her.
“Please,” she said, gasping for breath. “Please fuck my ass, Daddy.”
I started slowly, still worried I might hurt her, but within minutes she was pushing back against me as I fucked her. I was buried inside the prettiest ass in New York, and she was begging me to do it harder. I moved from watching our bodies to kissing the back of her neck, but I fucked her faster and harder with each groan.
“Daddy,” she suddenly screamed, as if something strange was happening to her. She looked back at me as I thrust, and she bit her lip as she pushed onto my cock. “Oh fuck, Daddy, I’m coming. I don’t know how, but I’m coming. Oh god, don’t stop. Keep fucking my ass, please.”
She shook harder than ever before, and I didn’t once let up. I was close to coming as well, but it didn’t matter. Her ass was clenching around me, she was screaming, moaning and begging, and I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to come for hours, and then fuck her once more. I wanted to fuck her until she knew that her ass was mine.
“Come for me,” I told her as if she had a choice. “Come for Daddy.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I was coming too, and it was over. She encouraged me with everything she had, and it was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt. Her tiny body shook as she came, and her ass was so tight it was painful. None of it mattered though. After everything we had done, we were finally back to something that was just us. It was something I didn’t want to share. It was mine.
Her ass was mine.
(From my full-length filthy novel, Disgusting Beautiful Immoral)
So, if you like this book, and you want to hear me and Stoya talk about it (and answer questions and generally bullshit about sex and kink) she’s having me back to her book club in April!
You can find info here: https://www.houseofscorpio.com/events.html#sexlit